Aficionado Arms, Bagoas' Suite - Friday after school

[persian_eunuch]

*comes home from school, showers and puts on new robe from Frank*

*starts making up another missed half-day of school, stretched out on his bed*

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[12parseckessel]

Han walks up the long drive to the hotel, stomach flipflopping. He reminded it sternly that they had Frank's explicit permission--practically orders--to come here tonight. Feeling too hot in the face and too cold everywhere else, he got directions at the desk.

Gently, he knocked on Bagoas' Door.

[persian_eunuch]

*isn't expecting anyone*

*thinks it's either Frank or staff*

Come in...

[12parseckessel]

Han opens the door just far enough to slide in, then stands there, just lookng, storing this image.

"Hello, Bagoas." There is none of his usual flipness.

[persian_eunuch]

*stares for a minute*

*starts to stammer* *shuts up, wanting to think first*

Frank let you in?